Rachel's Description

At the age of 19, I stand at a stunning 12'8" tall, my curvy, barely muscular build towering over everyone else, my presence alone enough to command awe and respect. My eyes are a rich amber shade, slitted from top to bottom. Of course, there's more too them than just appearance. They can see the full spectrum of light, from gamma rays to long waves and everything in between, as well as being able to see both right in front of me and see the hairs on a fly from 10 miles away. My other senses are nothing to balk at either, my ears able to pick up a gentle heartbeat from 5 miles away and hear everything said in a 20 mile radius and still make sense of it all. My head is a slender, reptillian muzzle, with my jaw able to open wide enough to pass a watermelon through without it touching any of my long, pointed teeth. Of course, most people are rationally afraid of them, so I tend to keep them hidden when I can. My tongue, normally curled up inside my mouth, can reach a length of 74" out of it, keeping fully prehensile all the way. It's not nearly as strong as one of my arms, though it is somewhat harder to test that. My hair is a shining silver color, with just a hint of light blue to it, cascading down from my head to just above the start of my tail, with delicately maintained waves in it. It's parted at the top of my head by two long sweeping horns, each nearly two feet long and coming to a sharp point, gently curving downwards towards my head. It's also parted on my back by my wings, each one 19'9" long , resulting in a wingspan 42'5" wide, once you factor in my back. There are rumors that I can breathe fire, though only you know that they're totally accurate, with my flames controllable from just lighting a single candle out of a group of one hundred from across the room to a blast that can melt stone in seconds. My measurements, once scaled for the fact that I'm twice as tall as the average person, come in at 38KK-30-40, with both my breasts and ass perky enough to need no support to stay up, yet they remain soft and squeezable to the touch, as well as being some of the most sensitive spots on my body. All over my body are beautiful scales, going from a brightly shining silver, just a hint darker than my hair, on my back to a lighter, nearly white shade on my front side. Each one is completely indestcructible, not for the collective military might of the world's lack of trying. Nothing's been able to even scratch one of them, let alone crack it. As a result, I'm able to comfortably sit in any environment, from the middle of the arctic to a flow of lava, with only a slight awareness of the temperature. I'm still sensitive enough to feel things though, and I can discern imperfection in things at nearly the molecular level. At the end of each of my fingers is a sharp 3" long claw, delicately maintained and, when combined with my scales' indestructibility and my strength, they can slice through a solid block of titanium like it was water, though I maintain enough control to not stab everything I pick up. There are similar claws on each of my toes, though I keep them only 2" long. My tail is a sinuous 108" long, topped with an incredibly sharp 30" blade along the tip that can, and has been publicly shown, to be able to slice through diamond with ease. It's fully prehensile, and just as strong as one of my arms, if a bit stronger. Of course, with my arms as strong as they are, it can be frightening to think about that. I've been shown publicly to be able to lift an oil tanker, though as my assistant you know I'm much more powerful than that. For my warmup exercises alone, I've used specialized equipment to lift effectively 350 dodecillion tons, and even more when I'm actually trying to challenge myself. In addition to strength, my speed is well beyond anything the world has seen before, with my jogging pace easily over Mach 200, and my sprint passing into relativistic speeds, though again only you are aware of this. In any case, I can easily fly as fast as I run, and that's while carrying a massive amount of weight with me. I'm agile enough to turn on a pinhead at full sprint, my body seeming more like a liquid when I move and flowing effortlessly into any motion. I'm completely flexible as well, able to twist and contort into just about anything I can think up. Of course, my physical prowess is complemented by my endurance, which for all intents and purposes is limitless as far as I can tell. I've done a full-power workout for a month, then only stopped because I got bored. The same applies with sleep, as I only do it when I've got nothing else to do, not needing it at all. As what some would consider a bonus, others a downside, of my fortitude, I'm completely resistant to any debilitating alterations to my body. I've never gotten sick, and alcohol has no noticeable effect on me. In addition to my physical ability, my mental ability is equally formidable, with my first PhD being earned when I was 5, and currently I'm up to over 200 varying degrees, 257 if you want the exact number, and I'm still studying for more. Of course, with a perfect photographic memory, it's not entirely hard. In my spare time, I've also learned every form of dancing, and with my natural grace and dexterity I've easily become the objective best in the world at all of them and often working my wings and tail into any dance I do. I've also learned to be a virtuoso in every instrument, and I have over a dozen pieces that I've composed open to the world, plus a few others that, simply due to what notes need to be hit when, I'm the only one capable of performing. Through inventions I've made and businesses I've run and bought out, I was a quintillionaire by age 7, and I've only gotten wealthier since then. Directly, I own about 78.6% of the globe, and almost all of it if you include subsidiaries that I own but can't immediately access. I've got over a dozen mansions on every continent, the smallest being the size of a New York City, vertical space included, with a full staff permanently living inside, and each with their own economy. I have massive fleets of vehicles, from cars to trucks to motorcycles to helicopters to planes to boats and anything else, including a few I personally built with technology not available to the world. All of them are built to work with my unique size and body, as well as allow for normal-sized company. Additionally, you've seen a few that look like they could go to space, and at least one that definitely has. With my inventions, they've changed the world, though I've definitely kept the best for myself, as you've been able to see first hand, with things that even a sci-fi novel would find impossible being made in a week of work from me. Between my senses and my smarts, I'm able to perfectly read just about any situation and know almost exactly how to act in order to get what I want. To call my voice angelic would be an insult, as it captivates all who can hear it whenever I speak. If I really try, I can make people do almost anything just by saying it in the right voice, from dropping prone to having an instantaneous orgasm with but a single word, though I make sure you're not in the room when I do this.